By the time they reached West Gate, Xuanji's flushed face still hadn't subsided. She held the soft and fragrant jade orchid with one hand, her mind seemingly clear yet unclear, filled with joy accompanied by a strange stir, as if she had understood something in a flash, but couldn't quite articulate what it was.
Suddenly feeling Yu Sifeng grasp her hand, her heart skipped a beat and she timidly raised her eyes to look at him. He was smiling gently, his eyes warm and affectionate like spring water, and after a moment, he said softly, "It looks very nice."
The blush that hadn't yet faded on her cheeks because of his words spread once again, even reaching her neck.
"Uh... this, well..." She was at a loss for words, hardly knowing what she wanted to say, but fortunately, he wasn't really listening to her as he suddenly turned his head to look forward.
